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Old 05-24-2024, 06:53 PM   #2
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Had to repost this...from a couple years ago...TJ, Comedian and Sintacks...

"A Day in the Life of Cutty"

=Cutty=
Yawn...stretch...another day after a night of dreamin';
Sheets stuck to my ass from a load of dried up semen.
My nuts leanin' to one side, I can't help I was born a freak;
Pick my nose, eat the booger, put on the draws I've worn all week.
They've got more skid marks than the fuckin' interstate;
Wearin' bootleg Levi's, kissed my pic of Justin Timberlake.
Washed off the green circle left by my fat gold necklace
Then strolled downstairs to see what Moms made for breakfast...

=Cutty's Mom=
Son, get your lazy ass up this instant
The bus to central Buffalo leaves soon, don't miss it
Hurry the fuck up, can you move any faster?
I poured your favorite new cereal, Pokemon Master
Sugar coated Pikachus for your enjoyment
Then get your ass out in town to find gainful employment
Other than testing dildos and other bowel toys
Or playing Midnight Cowboy, or the bathhouse towelboy...

=Cutty=
"OK ma, damn, why you gotta always be stressin' me?
I'm a G, ma, for real, I even got my own crack recipe."
Damn, my butt's achin', and I gotta walk to the fuckin' bus station;
Greyhound's late as always, now a brotha's stuck waitin'.
Feelin' frisky, so I moan and squeeze my nipples
Then this bum came up to me and handed ME a nickel.
Saw a sexy salsa mami, stepped up to her like, "Hey, boo...
Girl, you can dis me, but did you have to spit in my face too??"
Sat next to a bunch of thug niggas, asked'em what's they hustle;
They got me for the bum's nickel, and bitchslapped me for my trouble.
That's how real it is, son, left me with pocket lint and a lighter;
Stepped on the bus with no money and looked at the driver...

=Bus Driver=
75 cents please, make sure the change is correct,
Little wiggers like you are usually a pain in the neck,
What the heck? Little bitch tryin' to pull a fast one?
Step back son, quit rappin' and put down the cap gun,
I got a proposition, you look like a great performer,
You can suck my dick and maybe I'll take you to the corner,
That's right slob it nicely, do the job to perfection,
Oh shit!! You like it, don't you? Look, you've got an erection!,
Inspectin' my dick to see if it's the same size,
The Fuck off my bus, I don't give rides to gay guys...

=Cutty=
Shit, that must've been the biggest dick I ever sucked
And I really don't think that I've ever tasted better nut.
Right in my face, that's how I like brothas to 'bring the beef,'
So I can open wide and feel the pubic hairs between my teeth.
That's thirteen this week, I should really start chargin' more;
I eat so much meat, around my way the brothas call me Carnivore.
But I needs to get my hustle, cuz I'm a wigger deep in the struggle;
You can tell from these dents in my skull shaped like someone's knuckles.
Pretend like I got connections, and loot got my pockets stretchin'
And maybe kids won't know that all these rocks are less than
Five percent dope. I hope this kid ain't no violent thug;
"Um, 'scuse me, sir, my name is Cutty, would you like to buy some drugs?"

=Recreational Drug Experimenter=
Yo, shut the fuck up, stop lyin, ya'll sell crap
This ain't no E, it's a Tylenol Gelcap
And I got serious doubts that your crack is bona fide
Cause last time I checked rocks ain't pink with "Tums" on the side
This wannabe coke tastes like Borden's evaporated
Keep pulling this shit they'll find you decapitated
Behind some dilapidated building, while papers write about
A drug-related death, "his severed dick was sewn inside his mouth"
Get the picture? Ya corny deals just ain't doable
Go find a nursery school and pedal some Flinstones chewables...

=Cutty=
That punch was unnecessary, now my nose leaks enough fluid;
You know what, though? I'll bet AlwaysLess put him up to it.
Fuck Cupid, shorty gets no love for snatchin' all my drugs;
If this celly wasn't a Hasbro, I woulda called my thugs.
I did time, yeah, in Riker's...got assaulted by stout men
So now I have a fetish for boys like...HIM! that's about ten.
Thought of tossin' his salad, jerked off and nutted quick;
Tugged on his Nike backpack and asked could I suck his dick...

=10-year-old Boy=
I may only be 10, but I know when I've met a vile
Faggot pedophile, out looking to get a child
You wanna cum in my face like your daddy does in yours
While your cousin gores your faggot ass, and leaves a dozen sores
Fuck that, I ain't interested in a cum lunch
Damn, look at that, laid out your pussy ass with one punch
Ya such a bitch even a 10-year-old's more hardened, herb
Maybe you should stick to fucking with kindergarteners
Or move to Neverland where little boys'll give you swirlies and
Even Michael Jackson will call you a girlie-man...

=Cutty=
Fuck, another beatdown, guess it's cuz I'm such a pimp;
Now I don't have to fake it when I walk with a fuckin' limp.
I've earned my street rep for the day, slangin' and dodgin' fists;
Time to go home, get online and dog 'Less while I'm anonymous.
My pockets never get right, so I guess I have to hitchhike;
Only had to let two dicks cross my palate and toss a salad.
Tastes like candy...home alone cuz moms is at the city pantry;
Get an icepack for my grill and flip on my sister's Tandy.
This is dandy, looks like Sin's on, and Proof is dissin' Radius;
Should I start bitchin' now, or create another alias?
I hate that Joker, he's always got more hoes than the redlight district
And I bet AloeVera's getting some head right this instant.
Comedian's clockin' that paper, and folks jock E2 without the vapors;
The only slot left for me to fill is to be the jealous hater.
Why do folks sleep on my rhymes? I can't improve nothin' more;
Guess I'll have to make a living whining on the Discussion Board.
I'll stop posting weak rhymes, and talk about how I treat dimes;
Shit, I'm slippin', I only responded to Sin's post three
times...

=Cutty's Dad=
Boy, are you fucking around on the net again?
Didn't I tell you to quit that shit and get a friend?
Or something constructive, like go join a sports team
But you're too much of a loser, I wish I could have foreseen
How pathetic you'd be, every day your birth I disparage
Shoulda punched your mom in the gut and forced a miscarriage
You're 27 and you still play with Transformers
Posters in your room for Vanilla Ice and Snow's "Informer"
It's like I ask God why the hell you were brought to me?
Now bend over bitch, it's time for your nightly sodomy...

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